Date: Wed, 16 Oct 2013 01:05:10 -0700 From: Mark Angle <markangle@hotmail.co.uk> Subject: Worshipping Daddy 7 Worshipping Daddy 7 by Mark Angle Legal Disclaimer: This story contains explicit sexual content. If this offends you, or if it is illegal for you to access such con- tent, please do not read. This story is fictional in every way. The characters in this story are not based on real people, alive or dead, and the events in this story are not based on real life events that the author has been a part of or seen. Any similari- ties in names or descriptions are purely coincidental. The author grants the Nifty Archive a non-exclusive, worldwide, royalty-free, perpetual, and non-cancelable license to display the work. If you like this story and want me to continue it, let me know at markangle@hotmail.co.uk or at http://www.markangle.org . NOTICE: Gentlemen, please keep in mind that this, like all of my works, is a work of fiction. It is not modeled on any actual events and it is not intended to be taken literally. This new part is a response to someone who pointed out that I had never let the boy come. I realized that was true and needed to be fixed. So this is a story about the Daddy making the boy come. You can also check my new series, "Dominus", here on Nifty. I was resting next to Daddy. Daddy was about to fall asleep. I was turning a bit. I was behind Daddy, kissing his shoulders. My hands were handcuffed, so I couldn't really touch Daddy. Daddy asked, "Are you all right, boy?" I said, "I just feel a need for Daddy's cock, Daddy." Daddy turned around. I could see his face. I could see his white beard, the reassuring lines on his face and his lips that make me want to kiss him every time I see them. I could smell his armpits a bit. It was a strong, rough, manly, good, overpowering smell. I just wanted to smell and lick them so badly. Daddy reached out his hand and caressed my arm and my nip- ple. I moaned with pleasure. Daddy said, "Good little boyslut" and smiled gently. Daddy took the handcuffs key and unlocked them. I put my hands to my side as Daddy had not told me what to do with them. Daddy held my face with his hands. I rubbed one side of my face against his hand a bit, hoping he would slap me, but unfortunately, he didn't. He looked deep in my eyes. As he was doing that, he took one of his hands away from my face and used it to reach between my legs and start playing with my hole. I moaned, "Daddy..." Dad- dy said, "Whose hole is this, cumwhore?" And said, "It's Daddy's hole. It's all Daddy's." Daddy pulled the covers away and got on top of me so that he could carefully examine my hole. His ass was right on top of my face. I could see Daddy's hole, right in front of my nose and tongue. I breathed in loudly, so that Daddy might notice and be nice enough to allow me to lick his hole. Daddy was slowly play- ing with my own hole now. He said, "Do you want to lick your Dad- dy's ass?" I said, "Yes, please, Daddy." Daddy slowly lowered his ass. I smelled Daddy's ass. It smelled like sweat and man. It was almost dripping with sweat. I breathed in deeply. Daddy said, "Good boy, get your Daddy's scent inside of you, boy." He was pushing his lubed fingers in one after the other. He said, "Your Daddy is slowly getting inside of you boy. Feel your Daddy inside of your ass." I moaned, "Oh, Daddy..." Daddy said, "Get your tongue out, boy, and start showing me how much you love your Daddy's ass." I started kissing and then licking Daddy's ass. I rubbed my whole face in it. My head started spinning from how much I loved the smell. I wanted Daddy's ass smell on me, inside of me. I licked Daddy's ass from the base of the balls to the end of his crack, slow wide licks, then small licks to his hole, then I rubbed Dad- dy's ass hair on my face again. Daddy's asscheeks are firm, but huge. They easily cover all of my face. I was so happy! It's sometimes hard to believe how good Daddy is to me. The Daddy pulled his ass away from me and, without warning, slid his dick inside of my ass. I just had time to say, "Oh, thank you for fucking me, Daddy." Daddy answered, "Shut up, cumpig." I looked at Daddy fucking me. He was not looking at my face at all, only at his dick in my hole. I felt his dick sliding in and out of me, filling me with Daddy's warmth and hardness, then leaving me empty for just a brief moment, just long enough to desire Dad- dy in me again. I touched Daddy's chest and his hair. I ran my hands over it, trying to make the most of the moment. I wanted to feel Daddy's skin as much as his fucking. I wanted it all, be- cause I knew that eventually, it would have to stop and I didn't want to waste any of it. I moaned, "Thank you for fucking me, Daddy." Daddy smiled, still not looking at my face, "You like being fucked by your Daddy, little cumwhore?" I moaned, "I love it, Daddy." Daddy went on, "You like to feel men inside you, filling you, pussyboy?" I said, "I do Daddy. I love all the men that Daddy gives me to, Daddy. But my favorite, by far, is always you, Daddy." Then, Daddy pushed his dick inside of me hard a few times, just as if he were coming, but he didn't come. Instead, he slowly pulled his dick out. I saw it, shiny and tempting, dripping with pre-come. Daddy sat next to me. He took some lube from his own cock and put his hand on mine. He said, "Whose cock is this, cumwhore?" I proudly said, "It's your cock, Daddy." And Daddy said, "And whose come is it inside of it, boy?" And I said, "It's yours, Daddy, it's all yours." And Daddy said, "Did you ever play with it and come without your Daddy, pigslut?" I was shocked that Daddy would ask me that. I said, "No, Daddy. That would be stealing from Dad- dy. I would never steal from Daddy." And Daddy said, "I'm going to collect what's mine, boy." And he started squeezing and turn- ing his hand expertly. I felt the cock that Daddy was rubbing his hand on give me a huge amount of pleasure. I said, "Thank you, Daddy. Thank you, Daddy." And Daddy said, "Are you going to come, boy?" And I said, "Yes, Daddy." And Daddy said, "Do you want to come, boy." And I said, "Yes, Daddy." And then Daddy said, "Are you going to come because you want to, boy?" And I said, "No, Daddy. I'm coming because Daddy wants me to come, Daddy. It's all for you, Daddy. It's all for Daddy. It's Daddy's cock. It's Daddy's come. It's all Dad- dy's." Daddy started rubbing his own cock with one hand while working on mine with the other. At one point, he got up, put his cockhead on my lips and said, "Swallow, cumdump" and he came in- side of my mouth. I swallowed Daddy's seed. It was warm and thick and I was grateful. Then, Daddy squeezed my cock with one hand while playing with my hole with the other. He inserted two then three fingers. He said, "That's Daddy's hole, boy. It's Daddy's cock, Daddy's hole and Daddy's come. I own it boy, you are going to bring it to me, cum- slut." And I said, "Yes, Daddy. I will obey you, Daddy." Daddy said, "You will come boy. And the only reason you will come boy, is because you will be obeying your Daddy. Your will is gone, boy. Your desires no longer matter. You are just the property of your Daddy and you come when he orders you to." I knew it was all true. So I said, "Yes, Daddy. I want to obey my Daddy." And then Daddy said, "Come now, boy." And just a few seconds lat- er a line of come flew from my small cock and shot upwards. Daddy was holding my cock tight, squeezing it almost cruelly. The mo- ment I came he pushed his fingers deeper in me and then removed them. I felt a wave of pleasure fill me, as the come fell back down on me. Daddy scraped the come he owned and that I had deliv- ered to him with his hand. Then I felt very cold, suddenly. I needed the warmth of Daddy. Daddy lay back down near me. I held him tight against me. I kissed his chest and his neck in grati- tude. He took a lick of the come on his hand and said, "That's good come boy. It comes from a nice boyslut." I was so glad that I'd made Daddy happy! Then, with Daddy still lying by me, he gave the cum to lick off his hand. And I did, kindly, gratefully. We toook turns licking the come off of Daddy's hand until there was none left. Daddy was so generous sharing the come with me! When it was gone, I held him tight against me just once more. Daddy put his hand on one of my nipples and squeezed hard. I screamed in pain and my dick got all hard again. Daddy noticed and smiled, "Good painslut. You're a good little slut learning to crave pain from Daddy." He smiled and I wanted him to kiss me. He said, "Sleep now, boy. Tomorrow's a big day." And before we went to sleep, he did kiss me. A deep, long, passionate kiss where I could one last time that day feel Daddy's warmth inside of me. I can never have enough of my Daddy. 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